Genre; comedy/drama
Summary-ish; non-yaoi, ooc on yami b.'s part
Rating; pg
I really over did the spacing on this one becaue ive had problems with bunching in the past. Please enjoy the fic. Thanks for taking time to resd this.
RYOU POV- I turned the door knob and stepped over the threshold …..
Bakura had spent the day in the ring so he could make life suck for me, "yami will you stop reading the philosiphies of froid ….." (outraged) "no…and quit filling our mind with those daft perverted thoughts" "that's it no more public library for you."
I said out loud after setting my books on the floor while taking off my jacket.
I very suddenly became aware of the fact that my yami and I were not alone. When I heard some one clear their throat.
I was bent over in the process of taking off my shoes and carrying on a mental/verbal argument when my head snapped up to see my father sitting at the kitchen table.
OPEN POV- there was ryou's father sitting at the table. A newspaper in one hand and his glasses in the other staring at ryou like he was crazy. Ryou just stared back oblivious of what to say.
"who are you talking to"
"daddy?"
(slightly panicked) "you're home early….why diddn't you call"
"oh, I wanted to surprise you……surprised?"
"its been a year and a half"
"no, it has not"
"yes it has….."
"who were you talking to?"
"no one"
"okay" he responded. and went back to reading his paper. Ryou just sighed and went to his room.
later that night
later that night ryou and bakura were in the kitchen making dinner. "I just hate how he ignores me its always anything,… but me" ryou said sadly in the middle of chopping a zuccini. "I hate it when he comes home from work after his boss forces him to take time off, and he just sits here making small talk in which he doesn't even listen to my responses"……"I miss him."
Bakura just continued sitting on the counter in his spirit form chewing on an uncooked steak. "why don't you stop crying about it and kill him"
"I don't want him dead, besides yami that's not the way society works." Ryou said distantly while staring out of the window at the street below.
The wet asphalt glistened a coppery color in the glow of the flood lights outside.
the next morning
the next morning ryou awoke in a better mood.
"hey bakura watch this" he said mentally this time while he was in the hall way. He entered the kitchen to find his father once again reading the latest news papper.
"good morning daddy" he said cheerfully
"good morning ryou" "soooo" he said slowly, turning the thin page. "how is school"
"oh its fine daddy" ryou continued in the same cheerful tone. "yesterday during our history lesson the American janitor, who we all call crazy bob was trying to clean the floor out side our room with paint thinner again.,,, and then there were these pink and purple elephants every where, they told us that they were there to teach our class the value of a yen. My friend yugi got fondled by one, and then we all poked jonouchi with pointy sticks, so any way it was very educational"
"that's nice"
"uh huh and what are you going to do tonight"
"well, bakura and I are going to stay home watch c.s.i. and plan our sexual favors for the upcoming week" smile
"you know there's this american show c.s.i. or whatever on channel nine. Have you ever seen that one?"
ryou just sighed…..
sigh
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